Sharing my day
Monday, August 20, 2012
Checking in after a year away
Just checking to see if this Blog still works....I am considering sharing some collections of my mom...maybe this would be a good place to do it. Anybody still out there?
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Puzzle
This is my puzzle ...I was working on music sheets at the piano. I shuffled them a bit, reorganized and did remove some from the area...but now no matter how many times I retrace my steps, check each area in question....there is one sheet missing. I have looked inside the top of my piano...where the hammers are and I've pried open the bottom section. So rather than be frustrated...I redid the sheet,with a defiant air, I'm sure ..and right now I have a trap set. I put the finished sheet in the same place where I last saw the other one....and I'm waiting for the paper thief
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Me or Dorie
Edie's been filling me in on the characteristics of introverts( me) and extroverts. Today as I greeted an acquaintance on the sidewalk in town, she stopped to share that she and her husband had just been talking about me the other night...saying what a nice woman I was....(and that they didn't see me out around much. Imagine! I had a surge of elation or whatever..but now I'm thinking that he must have me mixed up with Dorie..(extrovert)....but they did say Garry's wife..Hmmm
Monday, September 5, 2011
Being Erica
I don't watch this program now but what I got from it was the conclusion that things aren't always as they seem...when you're looking back and thinking about what you did or didn't do. I also tuned into Wayne Dwyer in the middle of the night once and heard the same admonition...if you don't know for sure ..then don't be having negative conclusions. Try having a positive assumption. Neither one of them may be right but at least you won't be messing up your mind with negativity. I should have a scripture verse at my finger tips for that.
This being said I got a thank you card ...for being me I guess????? I'm not even sure of the sender's last name....but I was warmed by it...and puzzled...hmmm
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Cooking
Think it's got something to do with school starting. I tore open a brand new package of loose leaf and revamped my binder of recipes.From there I got a tiny urge to do something different in the culinary area. I don't know how it's going to work..but here's what I did off the top of my head as they say. My Evelyn recipe would read...Brown the steak (debatable description) on both sides and put in a pan ....Take the pan to the sink and run some water in on top of it. Squeeze about 5 squirts out of the ketcup bottle....3 squirts out of the mustard bottle....2 slurps out of the maple syrup jug and put in the over about an hour an a half before supper/dinner. We'll see.
Anybody know any other recipes this easy :o)
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Changing times
Just think I'd better write something on here before I forget how to do it.....and to see if my readers are still around. On Juanice's urging I'll share my happy thought of the day. Coming down the hallway in our house the sun shone from one end to the other and I had a great feeling of thankfulness that it wasn't a hospital corridor I was seeing.
Can anyone tell me how to stir up a enjoyment ...tolerance even...of cooking? Even a cook book for a new bride would be my speed.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Gloves
Is anybody still out there? I'm just back from a jaunt to Springhill...on a warm sunny afternoon. I parked at Foodland and walked to the Bank...and there on the sidewalk was a lady's white glove. That brought back my memories of High School Graduations (right across the street at the old theatre) when we had to wear white glove with our white dresses.Or was that just Edie's class? I remember that Edie forgot hers which meant her whole class would have to take theirs off. The class was lining up.The ceremony was minutes away.In desperation she sent me to stand at the door of the theatre and stop the first lady I saw with white gloves. Then I had to ask this perfect stranger if I could borrow them.Hmm Why is is that so many memories of my youth are not pleasant ones?
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